Gamou

So apparently today is Prophet Muhammad's birthday ("Gamou"), which means half my family left to wherever their respective Marabout and/or brotherhood summoned them to celebrate. I'm a little fuzzy on the details, but it seems like my family has scattered to both Tivaouane and Kaolack for celebrations, so it's been relatively quiet around the house lately.

People here in Dakar seem to have been celebrating all day as well. Walking down the street on the way to my internship this morning, Rebecca and I saw two bulls tied to a fence. Though I definitely noticed that they were there, I didn't think much of it since we see all sorts of animals chilling on the streets on a day-to-day basis (stray dogs, stray cats, cart-pulling horses, spotted goats, non-fluffy sheep, etc.). Several hours later, when we were walking back down the street after our internship was over, blood was running down the road and men were in the process of butchering up the meat. The one time I didn't have a camera with me! Anyway, there were all of these tents around Dakar for the celebrations, and I can still hear people eating, singing and celebrating now, at 4am. Only in Senegal :)